The first cause of all realms

Chapter 38
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Walking on the streets of the outer city in the early morning, listening to the vague moaning, Yang Yu still felt depressed.

Until he passed through the gate of the inner city, he was not in a good mood, or even worse.

There is a wall inside and outside, but it seems that there are two worlds. Looking at the normal prosperity, he is a little at a loss.

Rumors are on the back.

Some things, heard and seen, are really quite different.

In his previous life, Yang Qiu never felt that his morality was higher than the general level, at best he just obeyed the law.

But after coming to this world, he found that compared to some people.

He is almost a moral role model.

I hurried home, put away some inconvenient things, told my mother-in-law, and headed for the prison.

After the blood exchange, his energy was improved, and he was still full of energy after not sleeping all night.

But in his heart, he was thinking about how to find out what was hidden in the prison.

"The magistrate wants to see me?"

As soon as he stepped into the big prison, before Yang prison started to work, a yamen servant came to look for him.

"Let's go, don't keep your lord waiting for too long."

The yamen servant was arrogant, and hated the bad smell of the prison, so he walked out holding his nose.

"Why is he looking for me?"

Yang Qiu was puzzled, tidied up hastily, and followed out.

The two of them were speechless all the way, one in front and one behind, crossed the South Street, walked to the most prosperous place in the area, then turned left and walked up dozens of steps, their eyes suddenly opened up.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to believe that there is such a big house not far from such a bustling avenue.

"arrive."

Yang Qiu stopped, raised his eyes, and his expression suddenly became extremely complicated.

Looking forward from this point, only a few tens of steps away, there is a large house with red walls and white tiles. Looking at its specifications, there are at least seven entrances and seven exits.

The two stone lions outside the gate are alive and powerful, and passers-by see them from a distance and avoid them.

The laws of the Ming Dynasty are strict and detailed, not only for all walks of life, but also for clothing and housing.

Not to mention an official like Wang Wu who has been around for many years, no matter how ordinary he is, he can see that this house is getting more and more restricted.

In contrast, the yamen is really like a doghouse.

"Liu Wenpeng..."

Yang Jue took a deep breath before stepping into the mansion.

In the house, there are many landscapes, and the paved floor is carved with patterns. It is late autumn, the grass is dry and the leaves are falling. There are many big trees in this house, but there is not a single leaf on the ground.

Walking in the courtyard, Yang Jue felt thorns all over his body, like thousands of insects crawling again, wishing he could turn around and leave.

But he still held back and let the servant lead him around in the courtyard, and he came to an inner courtyard in less than half a cup of tea.

Arriving here, Yang Ju felt a little relieved, because there were indeed quite a few people outside the inner courtyard.

At a glance, there are jailers, police officers, and even instructors from several martial arts gyms in the inner city.

A group of people, old and young, the only thing in common is that they are full of blood, and they are all blood-changing warriors.

"The master is drinking and playing chess with his friends, you should wait here for the master's call."

The servant said something casually, turned around and left.

All the people were left outside the gate of the courtyard. Some people were dissatisfied, but it was not easy to explode.

"With so many blood-changing warriors, what does Sanchi Liu want to do?"

Yang prison was puzzled, guessing the purpose of the county magistrate.

Could it be that he wants to teach Lian Sheng?
But it's not right, how can someone be so grandiose, not afraid to scare the snake?
It was late autumn at this time, the weather was getting colder, and the cold air was even heavier in the early morning, so the crowd was left hanging in the air for more than an hour.

Only then did the servants come out of the yard and waved to them.

Yang Jue could see clearly that many people's faces were flushed, and they seemed to be irritated by the attitude of coming when they were called, and they were all holding their breath.

As soon as he stepped into this courtyard, Yang Qiu noticed the temperature change.

This courtyard is much warmer than the outside world.

With a glance, he actually saw a lot of green plants, vegetables, melons and fruits in this season, and many servants were picking them.

Under a phoenix tree in the distance, two people sat and played chess against each other, one was smiling, the other was expressionless.

"Wang Wu?"

Yang Jue's heart thumped, and he recognized Wang Wu who was playing chess with Liu Wenpeng.

Wang Wu also saw Yang Ju, the corners of his mouth quivered, but he didn't speak.

The well-groomed middle-aged man stroked his beard and waved with a smile:
"Come on, you don't have to be restrained, try the melons and fruits in our own yard."

"Thank you sir!"

The crowd, no matter what their thoughts were, they all handed over their hands and thanked them, biting the bullet to pick it up and taste it, no matter how it tasted, they agreed anyway.

My heart is crying.

This Liu Wenpeng has never been able to go in and out, so if he eats his food, I'm afraid it will be a little troublesome.

Yang Jue took a step back calmly, only watching the crowd feasting.

After a long while, someone finally said, "May I ask Mr. Liu, what is your order for summoning us this time?"

Liu Wenpeng smiled slightly, and said: "Of course I don't dare to be a messenger, but it's just a small matter that I need everyone to help."

A group of people hurriedly said that they didn't dare.

Liu Wenpeng smiled with satisfaction before telling the story with a sad face.

"The dog is naughty. He went to the mountains to hunt tigers a few days ago, but he didn't want to return for a few days. The old man loves his son very much, so I invite you all to come..."

"Master Liu?"

Yang Ju was startled.

Some people couldn't help but said: "A few days ago, I saw the young master listening to people's stories in the guest building, how could he enter the mountain?"

"It was not Qingqing who entered the mountain, but the second son Qinggui."

Liu Wenpeng let out a long sigh, seemingly very sad:

"If you can bring the dog back safely, thank you very much!"

Thanks again?

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but they didn't quite believe it.

Liu Wenpeng frowned slightly, then clapped his hands lightly, and his own servants came forward with trays one by one, walked up to everyone, and lifted the red silk on them.

An ingot of silver is revealed.

"hiss!"

Yang Qiu was also surprised when he heard someone gasp.

Liu Wenpeng is so willing?
It's not that he insisted on thinking so, but that Liu Wenpeng wanted to tease him, and only talked about the big mansion.

Ordinary rich families usually invite servants, guards, and maidservants, but he is lucky enough to let the servants serve him directly, which can be said to be outrageously stingy.

"You won't give Liu some face."

Liu Wenpeng's expression darkened slightly.

The shocked crowd came back to their senses, you looked at me, I looked at you, and they didn't want to agree.

But seeing Liu Wenpeng's darkening complexion, he could only hold his nose and agree.

"it is good!"

Only then was Liu Wenpeng satisfied, and asked the crowd to accept the money:

"This is 50 taels of Wenyin. Whoever can bring back the child will also have 200 taels of Wenyin."

……

Holding the silver and leaving Liu's house, the rest of the people returned with sad faces.

Yang Jue found a clean corner and sat down cross-legged, sorting out the gains of the past two days, while waiting for Wang Wu to come out.

This time, wait until the sun is westward and the sky is dark.

The ashen-faced Wang Wucai came out of Liu's house, and Yang Qian moved closer. Before he could speak, he heard the head catcher grinding his teeth:

"Suppressing bandits requires a clever name. I have really opened my eyes, opened my eyes..."

　Good night everyone.

　
(End of this chapter)